Walking lightly, I stir no fright Visually aware of the sting in her eyes
She flies with flurry for a vicious bite
Turning to leave for this accord is wrenched Sudden flinch of a painful pinch
Her raging cruelty is bitterly dispensed
Resolving discord bleeds beyond my core The spirit of friendship is torn
For her Sting digs deeper than a buried thorn
This punctered scar takes time to heal
As the wasp flies south for another meal
My strength grows daily and releases hate But my eyes stay warned
For I shall not get stung as a friend anymore
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